Share this page :
Robert Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)
Poems by Robert Frost : 86 / 136
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost
Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
Edited: Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Read poems about / on: horse, sleep, snow, house, wind, dark
Poems by Robert Frost : 86 / 136
Comments about this poem (Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost )
People who read Robert Frost also read
Top 500 Poems
-
Phenomenal Woman
Maya Angelou
-
The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost
-
Still I Rise
Maya Angelou
-
If You Forget Me
Pablo Neruda
-
Dreams
Langston Hughes
-
Annabel Lee
Edgar Allan Poe
-
If
Rudyard Kipling
-
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost
-
A Dream Within A Dream
Edgar Allan Poe
-
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Maya Angelou
Hello muse, I'll be enjoying you for a while.
Hi, greetings from Brazil! I can not left to think the poet is talking about the death at the end of poem, but despite death is coming calmly and afraidless he needs to keep the promises to has more to live before goes to dark and deep and lovely destiny. Alexandre Gonzaga
i can only see a metaphor here.. woods represent a beautiful women whom he meets on his way of life bt she belongs to someone else(his house is in the village, he will not see me stopping there)
horse represents the poet's heart. which asks him if there is a mistake (ofcourse because he is on his way for somthing else, the woman belongs to some1 else) darkest evening of the year represents a thing which wont b observed by others. poet appreciate the beauty of woman (woods are lovely dark and deep) but he cannot be wth her for more time as he already has some1 in his life (promises to keep) and he wil hv to go back to his own life and he cannot have her.(miles to go before i sleep)
Is it bad I discovered this poem from watching Elementary? Either way I love it! ! ! It has to be my second favorite Robert Frost poem, right after the 'The Road Not Taken.'
its a poem of beauty, i'm so mesmerized. Whenever i go through this poem, i feel it; taste it but at the end it leaves me ever thirsty for eternity, i want to feel it more deeply, want to enjoy it more intensely, but like the poet gives the reason,
............... promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
what a wonderful poem. I SELECTED THIS POEM FOR MY CHILD'S RECITATION COMPETITION
Nature can't be owned. Perhaps it is civilization that breaks all the promises. A beautiful poem, with some very deep undercurrents,
This poem is soothing every time I think of it. I've learned it by heart and find myself often quoting it.
This poem is soothing every time I thing of it. I've learned it by heart and find myself often quoting it.
What a wonderful poem!